Way Back When

A special cat, who adopted us while we were in transition and asked for very little. A roof over her head and food in her bowl. I will add that she was partial to Mr. G. He fed her turkey, one Thanksgiving Day in 2002. Hey You, whom he named, decided he (Mr. G) was a keeper. Hey You had a few things to teach me, and that she did. She prepared me for the other furry friends, that we would add to our household. I attribute prayer for keeping her alive. Back in March, when Mr. G was away on a trip. I began to see signs of her declining. She lost her appetite, was disoriented and had a seizure. I tried to keep her comfortable, and looked forward to Mr. G’s return. Upon his arrival he took over and before we knew it, she was back on her feet, eating and drinking a little. She was particularly fond of white toy mice. It was amazing to watch how playful she became, even as a senior cat. We all miss you Hey You.. But I have to ask, if you put the word out and sent that rough looking, long haired, grey cat to come and visit us? Please don’t extend the invitation. Lol! Rest in Peace sweet cat..